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Lies
Lies are like chains that grab hold and weigh down.
Every lie that I tell is one more thorn on his crown.
It starts out a secret, a fib, a white lie.
But before you know it, the water's too high.
Is it possible to drown in a sea of untruth?
to die right now would be both sad and uncouth.
Tried to hide my sin, tried to mask its face.
I should have never lied to myself in the first place.
I like the "drowning in a sea of untruth" image. I guess truth is like sunlight.